I heard a critter in the dryer tube. So tonight Heather and I cruised down to have some dinner at California Pizza Kitchen and upon walking into the house we noticed the stench of death. What am I Jack Hanna over here? I thought...what are the odds that this damn thing is in the dryer tube? Well he wasn't. I'm pretty speechless. I have no idea how he and his previous friend got in. Thankfully he didn't crawl his little self any further into the wall and he didn't make it into our new dryer. I just gave him a proper burial in the creek across the street. I'm sure the fox will find him to be delicious.
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